Xiaosong cried loudly and refused to let go. His crystal tears rolled down in clusters, and he begged. His childish voice carried a kind of despair, which made people feel sad.
Ye Fan touched its head and said: "I also want to take you away, but it's really not suitable. My teacher has high hopes for you."
Today's Beidou is definitely a place of right and wrong. If it weren't for the old friends there who would be hard to let go of, Ye Fan would not have rushed there at this time no matter what.
Why did all the ancient races come back together in this life, and why were some powerful ancient princes sealed into this life? All of these are waiting for an opportunity - the opening of the road to immortality.
Throughout the ages, great emperors have rushed to the Beidou Ancient Star Territory one after another, leaving indelible traces. The elixirs of many star territories have gathered there. The "cause" has been sown, and the "result" will be born in this life!
No one can live for such a long time. The ancient emperors cannot claim to be the source of the gods. They are too powerful and there is no substance in the world that can suppress them.
Although the ancient holy emperors and the later human emperors have passed away one after another, their back-up plans are bound to happen. Since there are ancient princes, there will most likely be emperors who will manifest themselves.
Becoming an immortal has an irresistible temptation. Cut your way through this world, break the shackles of this world, and enter the immortal realm!
Many outstanding people are waiting, all for this life.
There are so many ancient tribes in Beidou, and there are so many people with good looks. Ye Fan is invincible on this side of the world, but it will be completely different after he returns.
The imperial road is vying for supremacy, and the immortal road is opening up. Even he may have a bloody day. Things are unpredictable.
The earth is relatively peaceful, and Komatsu's talent is extraordinary. In the Age of Dharma Ending, he was able to cultivate into the secret realm of the Taoist Palace entirely on his own and by instinct. This cannot be said to be a miracle.
The great emperors of ancient times did not matter their origins!
Before becoming famous, the life experience of any great emperor is nothing, especially the demon clan, and may even be just a mortal beast.
Ye Fan saw the vast potential in this little purple squirrel, which shocked him. He hoped that it could find its own way on the earth, and maybe one day it would become a big help to him, and even one day in the future
It is not impossible that the scene where the divine soldiers descended on Beidou and King of Power Kuanglan appeared.
"Based on your character, the path you will take in the future will definitely be different from that of being a teacher. Fighting for days is not necessarily a shortcut to getting closer to the emperor. It would be good to return to your true nature naturally."
It is not a pity that there is no ancient prince to oppress, no unpredictable strong man to look down on, and no emperor to wait for a battle. On the contrary, it is a blessing for Xiaosong.
"Master, I practice very quickly, and I will be able to help you soon." Xiaosong said with a childish voice, whimpering.
"As long as you have this intention, I dare to say that there will be such a day in the future." Ye Fan looked up at the stars.
In that distant past, Hengyu, Emperor Xi, Emperor Amitabha, etc. crossed the Star Territory and came to the Beidou Star Territory. What were their goals?
Except for ruthless people, even Wu Shi cannot be truly sure. Including the ancient emperors of all races, almost no emperor belongs to that ancient star, and now all the storms will be staged there!
Ye Fan had a hunch that the road to becoming an immortal would not be that simple, and it might cause a shocking disaster. God knows what would happen.
"Remember, in this big world, you can only protect yourself and protect everything by becoming stronger. In the future, I may really need your help as a teacher. You should work hard to break through on the home front!"
Huang Tiannu, Zhan Yifan and others were surprised that Ye Fan really had great hopes for Xiaosong, but they had nothing to be dissatisfied with.
The facts are before our eyes. In this Dharma-ending era, every time Xiaosong advances to a higher level, he will be provoked by heavenly tribulations. He is even more evil than the ancient evildoers. It is incomparable to how they overcame tribulations in thunderstorms.
Obviously, Ye Fan trained this purple little dot as a successor and saw that it had hope of walking the path of God.
Xiaosong's big eyes were red from crying, and he insisted on sending Ye Fan off, wanting to see him embark on the ancient road in the starry sky. Ye Fan suddenly smiled, the little one didn't give up, and it would definitely take some time to find the path.
"I believe that Heaven will definitely shine!" Ye Fan encouraged the other disciples and left without letting them see them off. There was nothing to be sad about.
He has taken out Kunlun's Immortal Cauldron, and believes that within tens or hundreds of years, the spiritual energy will gradually become stronger, and Penglai will go one step further and become a holy land for cultivation.
Finally, Ye Fan rode away on a dragon horse. Zhang Qingyang and Long Xiaoque followed. Xiao Song saw each other off while wiping his tears. He begged to come with him to say goodbye, but Ye Fan couldn't bear to refuse.
After the group left Penglai, Ye Fan rushed directly to the Abbot Fairy Mountain and met an old Taoist priest for serious advice. The two had met several times before.
Based on some historical records, Ye Fan deduced that there should be an ancient road, and the old Taoist priest Abbot Xianshan confirmed his conjecture not long ago. The ancients indeed left one for future generations.
"Fellow Taoist really want to enter the depths of the starry sky? As I said last time, that road is very difficult to walk, and there are many difficulties and obstacles." The old Taoist's skin was white and crystal clear, his hair was like snow, and his complexion was very good.
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Ye Fan didn't dare to neglect him. He was a Taoist king from Penglai, and he was also the old Chinese Taoist priest in the Pope's mouth. He had driven away the heroes of the Vatican more than a hundred years ago.
Ye Fan asked him in detail about the various situations he might encounter on that road.
"My knowledge is limited, and the judgment you usually make from the Taoist books left by the predecessors can be confirmed once in a while. There is indeed a way."
"In the future, please ask your seniors to take more care of Penglai." Ye Fan handed over his hand.
"Fellow Taoist, you are so polite. It is a great blessing that the Taoist traditions of all parties are stable. Over the years, Penglai Tianzun has practiced ancient heavenly books and become obsessed with people. He even wants to release the devil fetus. I want to stop it, but I am powerless. Thanks to my Taoist friends." The old Taoist chanted the Taoist slogan.
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Ye Fan once gave him a Medicine King plant in the past, which was a huge gift, and he gave it to him out of concern. Such an old man who is sitting overseas but is sincerely protecting China deserves such a treat.
Ye Fan left and returned to City B with only Xiao Song. He met Xu Qiong's family, treated them to a meal and gave them some small gifts.
Xu Ye, this crazy girl, immediately bared her teeth and claws when she saw Xiao Song. She wanted to hold her in her arms every moment. She loved her so much that Xiao Song wanted to run away immediately.
"Look after them from now on." Ye Fan sent a message to Xiao Song.
The big purple eyes turned red again, and she nodded seriously. She resisted passively and was carried away by Xu Ye.
Yang Xiao didn't drink much, and soon he lay down on the table.
"Are you...going to leave?" Xu Qiong asked in a trembling voice. She had a hunch that this was probably the last time they would see each other.
"Yes." Ye Fan nodded.
"Aren't you coming back again?" Xu Qiong opened her beautiful eyes in surprise.
"I don't know." Ye Fan said.
Finally, Ye Fan stood up, glanced at her one last time, walked away, and waved silently.
"Ye Feng..." Xu Qiong shouted from behind and couldn't help but choke. She knew that if they said goodbye, they would never see each other again.
Missing them is an unavoidable choice. I thought that we could still be friends for a lifetime, but I didn't expect that we would end up separated on both sides of the starry sky.
Ye Fan disappeared, and Xiao Song also chased after him.
Along the way, the master and the disciples were very quiet. If they really wanted to leave, they would be helpless in many things. This world gave birth to him and raised him, and there was too much reluctance to let go.
"Master, Xu Ye saw me using my magical powers." The purple little guy whispered. "Mom, who is this little uncle? I've wanted to ask you for a long time. Why is he exactly the same as the uncle from more than 20 years ago in the photo album?
, has not aged. And just now... the little pine... it flew away!"
Xu Qiong looked at her daughter and vaguely saw her tender appearance as a girl. Many memories came to mind, the warm, unforgettable, and bitter ones... She tried hard to restrain herself from tears, and said: "That little squirrel will still appear.
Yes, if you treat it better in the future, maybe you can... embark on a special path."
"I'm very good at it!" Xu Ye's big eyes sparkled, he found a lot of doubts, and kept asking questions.
Ye Fan had been delayed for more than a month and had settled all matters in the world. No matter whether it was relatives, friends, or classmates' parents, he did not meet him, but silently did some things for them.
He didn't want to break the tranquility of these people. There was no need to cause disturbances in their life trajectories. Hundreds of years would pass by in a hurry when they embarked on the path of spiritual practice. If they insisted on meeting each other, it would only leave a period of sadness.
Ye Fan secretly took many pictures, hoping to show them to some old friends on the other side of the starry sky, showing family affection, longing, and even sadness.
Ye Fan put down a handful of white flowers in front of his parents' graves, and couldn't help but shed tears. He practiced hard and finally came back, but he couldn't see each other in the end.
"Master, I will come often to send flowers in the future." Xiaosong said with red eyes.
When they left, a group of children ran over and presented a large bouquet of white flowers in front of the tomb.
"Grandpa, grandma, thank you for donating to orphans..." the children were whispering.
Ye Fan took one last look and took Xiao Song away.
On an unknown low mountain, Long Ma, Zhang Qingyang, and Long Xiaoque had been waiting for many days. They had already settled their own affairs, and there was one more person, the Holy Knight of the Vatican.
"Now, I still have one small regret. The mysterious demon that manifested during World War II has not been able to be seen yet."
Ye Fan asked the God Knight if he knew the details, but was told that although he had heard about it, he had no chance to see it.
Ye Fan glanced at the world, and then at the mobile phone in his hand. All this would become distant to him again.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang, and the Indian guru told Ye Fan that he had discovered a mysterious Buddhist disciple, who actually had the most mysterious phenomenon of knowledge in the treasures. If he could recite the perfect ancient mantra, he might be able to climb the Lingshan Mountain.
Termas are scriptures that were hidden when a religion was in disaster and re-excavated later. They are divided into book collections, holy relic collections and recognition collections.
The most miraculous thing is the consciousness treasure. It is said that when a certain classic or mantra cannot be passed down in the face of disaster, it will be hidden deep in someone's consciousness by the gods to prevent it from being lost.
Under the stimulation of some external conditions, the people who were taught to store the scriptures, some of whom were herders who could not read at all, were able to recite or record the mysterious scriptures.
Ye Fan came to the Tibetan area and met several masters and even a six-year-old child. This child had very bright eyes. He had been seriously ill when he was young and had the phenomenon of recognizing hidden things. He could recite many lost texts.
Buddhist classics.
The moment Ye Fan saw this child, he was stunned. He moved his hands and slowly deduced, manifesting the appearance of this child decades later.
"The ancient Buddha on the other side of the starry sky!"
In the afterlife, if you believe it, there will be it, if you don't believe it, there will be none. As time goes by, two identical flowers will eventually appear in the world. Looking back for thousands of years, one flower will wither and the other will bloom.
Whether they are the same flower or not is for future generations to judge.
Ye Fan looked extremely serious. Is there an afterlife? Should he leave a deep part in his soul and give it to reincarnation? He wanted to find out at this moment.